Mel Merrill Poet Iambic Pentameter

Night of Mystery

The sun was rather hasty--
I might go so far as this;
Because of it, that starry night,
Concluded with a kiss.

And for its misplaced manners--
Its intrusion, if you will;
I have hung the darkest curtains
Just above the window sill.

But should the sun allow it--
One long night of mystery;
I'd pull the curtains down, and smile
For the possibility!

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Casarah Nance April 22, 2014 at 10:23 AM mystery eh... is this suppose to be as intimate as i think it is? maybe it is just how my mind works, but my mind did not think this a clean innocent poem. :-P

Eileen Manassian April 9, 2014 at 12:49 PM Lovely write, Mel. I like the last line of the first stanza. Glad the sun gave you that moment of sheer bliss. Thanks for your visit to my work. Welcome. Mel Merrill April 10, 2014 at 12:57 AM My pleasure. I luv your work; something to aspire to. I value your comments and appreciate your stopping by. Don't be a stranger. Hugs :) mel

Joseph May April 9, 2014 at 9:44 AM Very nicely penned Mel...thanks for stopping by.. Mel Merrill April 10, 2014 at 12:59 AM Thank you. Kind of you to read my poem and to take the time to comment. I appreciate it. I'll be keeping track of your writes, and I hope you will mine. Peace mel